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April 27: I could still go a little further.

April 28: I'd touched it.

April 29: One more day.

April 30: Today's Plot Index: "A."

"Resurrection!"

Rushing back to the dorm, he slammed the door shut, dragged over a chair, and sat down in comfort.

He'd been holding it in for days.

An E-rated item wasn't completely useless, but no matter how he looked at it, it couldn't compare to the Voice Recorder and Membership Card he'd gotten before!

He was still hoping that one day he'd get Magnetic Field Rotation.

If only there were some way to deliberately cook up a plot point and raise the index.

Unfortunately, this stupid Diary was a bit too stubborn. He clearly thought Lord Yamauchi messing with his class's Class Points should count as a major plot point, but the Plot Index hadn't budged at all.

It looked like the criteria were based on the timeline of the original story.

After taking a deep breath, Asakusa Toru waved his hand grandly and wrote today's entry.

Chapter 49: Lord Yamauchi Will Ascend to the Throne He Deserves

[Capitalism, you win...

I've been working hard to write in my Diary almost every day, but Magnetic Field Rotation still hasn't come my way. I don't know if someone's setting me up behind the scenes. Maybe I've stepped on someone's toes—cake, cheese, ice cream, fried crispy hamburgers, cola, fries, chicken cutlets, stinky tofu, cured meat, poached chicken, stir-fried tripe, fish-fragrant pork, roasted whole lamb, hot dry noodles, beggar's chicken, blanched shrimp, boiled cabbage...

Ahem, sorry. I got carried away.

Anyway, I suspect the cake is still cake, so the cake gave the cake to the cake. Cake cake cake cake cake—

"Hello, I'm Cake."

Sigh, another person's gone crazy from writing in a Diary.

Why did I think it was a good idea to come to Advanced Nurturing and write a Diary?

Oh, right, I didn't choose to.

Never mind, then.

Back to the point. Today's a long-awaited big Diary entry!

The reason's simple: some top-tier entertainment is about to happen.

I've already experienced the God-men's resolve, and I've warned Little Sister-chan, too.

But there's just no helping someone who can't be helped.

Everyone's really something. You actually managed to keep this from the forty God-men for an entire month!

You guys are awesome! (Thumbs up!)

I'm not surprised Class C could keep the Class Points secret with Ryuen enforcing discipline. Classes A and D barely interact, so they wouldn't discuss it. But Class B... I can't believe nobody stuck their nose into it.

You're all doing great. That's the only way this miracle—which, despite all the twists and turns, was meant to happen right now—can come to pass!

Rejoice! Celebrate! Let's cheer for Class D, led by the strongest, most invincible masterpiece in Advanced Nurturing's history!

Lord Yamauchi will ascend to the throne he deserves.

Even if nobody bows before the throne.

But that's all right. A throne is a throne, and a masterpiece is a masterpiece.

Nobody can question Lord Yamauchi's abilities!!!

Time will prove everything. Tomorrow will be the moment Lord Yamauchi reaches the summit.

All you slanderers will realize how wrong you were!

Especially you, Little Sister-chan!

Hmph. You dared to oppose Lord Yamauchi and even wanted to expose the school's truth to his subjects?

Dream on!

Lord Yamauchi plans ten moves ahead; Lord Yamauchi will reign for thousands of years!

Anyone who dares to resist Lord Yamauchi will be crushed with the force of thunder!

Do you understand what I mean?

Of course, Lord Yamauchi hasn't done it all by himself. His foot soldier, young Ryuen, has been putting in the hard work, too. But however you look at it, we wouldn't have gotten this far without the masterpiece.

Ah, all that time I spent biding my time has finally paid off.

Just thinking about seeing that glaring 0 next to Class D's Class Points tomorrow makes me want to laugh.

Actually, there are people who could stop this miracle.

If the Little Princess wanted to, she could tell Lord Yamauchi the truth at any time. All she'd have to do was scare him before Ryuen tricked him into signing the contract, and he'd run away. Even if he signed it, the school probably wouldn't recognize a contract like that.

But ALICE really is a Civil War Phantom God. I get the feeling she doesn't even want Class A to do well. She didn't just fail to warn Yamauchi; she didn't even tell the bald guy to watch out.

What a waste of Class A's huge advantage.

If Little Sister-chan's brain starts working again, she might notice something's up, but... sigh.

I don't even know what to say to you.

When I told you not to get close to Yamauchi, I didn't mean to pretend he didn't exist. How did you end up ignoring him completely?

Oh well. It's too late to change anything now!

The only thing I regret is that this won't directly promote Class B to Class A, right?

Wouldn't that be a little less fun?

All right, that's it for today's Diary. Here's the short version:

Lord Yamauchi showed his might, while his foot soldier Ryuen ran himself ragged. The Special Exam deductions are actually taken from Class Points, and the monthly allowance is paid at a rate of one to one hundred based on those points. In other words, tomorrow, Class D will receive 0 points!

Wonderful. All that patient waiting for a whole month was worth it!]

"...Huh?"

A long Diary entry had appeared before Kushida Kikyo for the first time in a month.

She'd been calm about it. Aside from exposing her true nature on the first day, the Diary hadn't had much impact on her life. If it kept behaving itself, all she needed to do was figure out how to get Horikita expelled.

Every day lately, she'd been finding ways to get closer to her classmates and students from other classes. With her extraordinary warmth and approachability, she'd watched the number in her friends list climb, replied to as many people as she could, and even taken on the role of their emotional dumping ground.

Honestly, she was sick of it.

Listening to everyone constantly complain and pour out their negative feelings was making her feel negative herself.

But this was the path she'd chosen.

She should have known since middle school that earning other people's trust came with this kind of burden.

So she hadn't thought of giving up on winning people's trust.

She just needed a way to decompress, somewhere to let out all the negative emotions people piled on her.

In middle school, she'd used an anonymous online forum.

But that came with the risk of being exposed. In fact, she'd been exposed, and that was why middle school had gone so badly for her.

She wouldn't repeat the same mistake, so there was no way she'd choose something like an anonymous forum again.

Talk to someone about it? People couldn't be trusted. No matter how much everyone trusted her now, they only trusted the image she presented on the surface. If they learned what she was really like, nobody would ever trust her again.

Find a secluded spot and curse everyone out? At first, she'd thought about trying that. The school building in the afternoon, the rooftop at night, all sorts of quiet corners—there were plenty of places.

But in the end, she gave up.

Even a quiet place was only quiet. There was always a chance she'd be exposed.

Was becoming the Ziwei Star Emperor really the only way to relieve her stress?

As Kushida Kikyo fretted over it, the Diary sent a warning to "Little Sister-chan."

That was how she figured it out: the "Low-Spec Yukino" the Diary had been grilling for two days was Horikita Suzune.

That immediately caught her interest.

She'd spent several days trying without success to get even a little closer to Horikita, let alone become her friend or confirm whether Horikita still remembered that they'd gone to the same middle school. And it turned out the Diary had already revealed Horikita's dark history?

No wonder she hadn't been worried at all about the Diary finding out back then. She'd already been exposed once.

The only problem was that from then on, the Diary had written nothing but trivial things every day. It was hard to tell why.

The Diary had stopped grilling Horikita, but the negative feelings Kushida had bottled up still needed somewhere to go.

Naturally, Kushida Kikyo turned her attention to the Diary itself.

You think... I could write something, too?

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Write? Of course she could. She absolutely could. No doubt about it.

But who wrote a Diary, anyway?

You either wrote a Diary so someone would read it, or so someone would read it.

If she really wrote all her feelings in a Diary, no matter how carefully she hid it, somebody else would find out.

—That was, if it were an ordinary Diary.

But what if it was this Diary in her hands?

Kushida Kikyo couldn't help having that thought.

It was a Diary that nobody else could see or touch, one she could take out whenever she wanted, and even if she tried to show it to someone, nothing would come of it.

Even when she openly flipped through the Diary in class, other people saw her reading something else entirely.

So she could write in it.

She picked up her pen and began to put her feelings down on the page.

[What's Yamauchi's deal, anyway? Why doesn't someone like him just die already? How did he even get into this school?]

[Hasebe's always wearing that sour expression, too. She's completely impossible to be friends with, but then when I went out of my way to talk to her, she deliberately started calling me by a nickname. What's that supposed to mean? Does she just expect people to be nice to her while she does nothing?]

[Horikita's a Stupid Teacher, Chabashira's a corpse, and don't even get me started on Ayanokoji. He can't even do one little thing right. No wonder he can only hang out with Yamauchi's crowd, with that dead face!]

Ugly, twisted, and almost as if she were revealing her true nature in front of a crowd, Kushida Kikyo picked up her pen and wrote with abandon.

She could clearly feel other people looking at her. She could hear their voices and knew she was in the middle of a "crowd."

But it didn't matter. Her expression wouldn't give her away, and nobody would see what she wrote. No matter what she did... the Diary would obediently cooperate, twisting the person everyone saw into a perfectly normal version of herself.

Ah, words alone couldn't completely vent her feelings.

But cursing them right in front of their faces like this felt even better than she'd imagined.

...That was why the Diary, which had refreshed with a very uncharacteristic entry on April 30, gave her an ominous feeling.

She turned her eyes to the contents, and her premonition came true.

She skipped over the crazy opening section. She really couldn't understand what the other person was writing about, but that was fine. She was already used to those occasional bursts of gibberish.

The important part was what came next.

"Lord Yamauchi" was in there???

Wait, what was Yamauchi? How could he possibly deserve to be called "Lord"?

She thought the person writing the Diary had really lost it.

Kushida Kikyo had never imagined that the "Black Room's greatest masterpiece" mentioned a few times in the Diary was Yamauchi Haruki.

"How does he deserve that???"

Frowning deeply, Kushida Kikyo continued reading the Diary.

She read on, word by word and line by line.